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Chinenye Mba Poem
Reaching for the Couch,
Laying for a snooze.
As fast as a wink,
The alarm clock buzzed,
Jerking my entranced body alive.
On the floor were documents, files, Stapler.
My table wore a different look.
Like one of which, a maniac dwells.
The laptop wasn't in view.
Drawers were all open.
The money! Mr. Zack!
My lips remained opened,
While my feet sought for strength.
All that counts, were lost.
In 10 minutes, recreation turned agitation.
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